Freedom After Narcissistic Abuse with Kate Hamilton

I Feel Like I Lost Myself

Kate Hamilton Season 1 Episode 38

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Have you ever looked at your life and quietly wondered…

What happened to me?

How did I get here?

This gentle guided meditation is for women who feel emotionally exhausted, disconnected from themselves, or far away from the woman they once were.  

Together, we explore grief, emotional exhaustion, identity loss, self-return, and the slow process of reconnecting with yourself again — gently, softly, and without shame.

This meditation offers compassionate reflection for the moments when you feel emotionally flattened, disconnected from your own joy, or uncertain about who you are now.

You are not broken.

And you are not alone.

This meditation is offered for educational, reflective, and emotional support purposes only and is not therapy or a substitute for professional mental health care.



If you have found yourself quietly wondering what happened to me, why do I feel so different now? Why do I no longer feel like myself? This meditation is for you. Welcome. I'm Kate. These are the words I long to hear in my own healing, and I offer them to you now for your support. As always, this is not therapy or medical care. It's not a substitute for professional mental health treatment. And now settling into this time carved out just for you. Setting aside the busyness of today. All the activities we carry with us, and just carving out this time. Finding a quiet and comfortable place. Somewhere you feel safe and you are not likely to be disturbed. Sit down or lie down. Settling into this moment, following a gentle breath in, a gentle breath out, a gentle breath in, and a gentle breath out, bringing awareness to any tension that you may be holding with you today. Perhaps a tightness across the shoulders, the neck, just softening the face, the jaw, breathing into any tightness or tension you may be holding, just letting it go, softening, softening the arms, the wrists, the hands, softening any tightness in the throat or across the chest, any tension in the belly, the hips. Loosening the legs, the knees, the ankles, the feet. Bringing awareness to the interface between you and what is supporting you. Your skin and the surface of the chair or the bed, the floor. Your connection to the earth below is grounding into this moment, arriving a little more fully now, a little more present in this moment, this mind and body, this breath, this beautiful human being here now, having a human experience, following the breath in, and a gentle breath out, and another breath in through the nose, down into the lungs, and a gentle breath out. Just this just this time, this moment, just this human being, just this bringing awareness to whether you have found yourself quietly wondering what happened to me. Perhaps you move through your days feeling emotionally tired or flattened or disconnected, or strangely far away from the woman you once knew yourself to be. Perhaps you look at your life and recognize its familiarity, but no longer fully recognize yourself inside it. That version of yourself who felt at ease, who laughed more easily, who felt lighter and safer and more spontaneous and more certain and more alive. And perhaps there's grief with that, and if so, please know gently that you are not alone. So many women slowly drift away from themselves, abandoning themselves while trying very hard to preserve love and connection and peace and safety. Often it happens so gradually that they don't fully notice until one day they wake up feeling so unfamiliar to themselves. You do not need to fix yourself or rush into your healing. You are allowed to simply arrive here, breathing and resting and existing exactly as you are. Adapting, you slowly drifted away from yourself. Human beings adapt to environments and relationships that feel important to them. Or disappointment, or fear, or hurt. Sometimes the deepest grief is not only grieving the situation, but grieving the version of yourself you miss becoming. Perhaps you miss your spark. Your confidence, your creativity, your joy. Perhaps you miss feeling calm inside your own life, present for your own life. Perhaps you miss the woman who once felt connected to herself. Please know this, dear one, that you are not gone, even if you feel far away from yourself right now. Finding yourself again step by step. It often happens quietly and slowly in the small moments. Trusting your own feelings again, wanting your own life again, perhaps something different for yourself. Allowing your shoulders to soften again, relaxing your jaw, your face, your neck, letting your breathing become softer and gentler. Perhaps noticing where your body feels tired or longing. Perhaps noticing where you may still be carrying tension, noticing how long you may have spent bracing, trying to stay prepared, trying to stay safe, trying to avoid disappointment or conflict, taking a slow, gentle breath into that area in your body, perhaps placing a hand over where you may be holding that in your body, bearing witness to that in your body offering gentle loving kindness for the self a gentle breath in, a gentle breath out, softening, holding, loving that part of you that is still here for you, that part of you that never fully disappeared, that has been waiting, waiting for you to come home that part of you that still longs for beauty and joy still longs for peace and to feel fully alive again. That part of you that wants. Freedom and a life that feels spacious and honest. That beautiful part of you that is still here even now, despite everything. And now receiving these words that I offer as truth and letting them slowly drift by if they don't feel like the right fit for you right now. You are allowed to heal slowly. You're allowed to heal slowly. You're allowed to rediscover yourself in layers. And feel ease and love. A desire to live more honestly, more peacefully, more freely. And dear one, please know that possibility exists still after everything. You're not too lost, you're not too late, or too damaged, too broken. The woman you missed may not be gone forever. She may be simply waiting, quietly learning how to trust herself again. And perhaps this next chapter is not about becoming someone entirely different, but becoming more deeply yourself than you have been in a very long time. Following the gentle breath in, and a gentle breath out, opening your eyes if you've had them closed, or brightening your gaze, noticing the room around you, noticing the support beneath you, noticing you're still here, still breathing, still becoming. Be gentle with yourself again. May you feel moments of lightness returning little by little.